Monday, February 27, 2012

Cheesy Chicken Enchilada Goodness in Awesome Sauce

I finally have something to blog about! (That's not true, I have things but I've had blog block.)

I've been sick of food lately. Seriously. Eating out sounds disgusting. Nothing sounds good. I've been staring at menus lately like I can't read. I have no motivation to cook. BUT I'm committed to taking my lunch to school, because NOTHING is worse than having to eat the school lunch. (Despite it being $2.50.)

Tonight I nailed my dinner and I'll get a tasty lunch for tomorrow. It was worth the torture of getting up and cooking, rather getting up and making a mess I HAD to clean up. Roomie John even gave it a ten.

Here are the ingredients:

Chicken

Cream of mushroom (since I didn't have any cream of chicken)

onions

cilantro

salsa verde (green salsa)

cheese

corn tortillas

sour cream

chili powder

cumin

chili flakes

green chili powder

garlic

Here is the process:

I fried up the chicken with some onions and garlic powder and while that was cooking I got the sauce going. In a sauce pan I heated up the cream of mushroom, a can of water, a cup of sour cream, more onions, some chopped cilantro, a cup of verde salsa, and all the spices and warmed it up til it thickened a bit. Next I threw some of the awesome sauce (that is it's official name) in the bottom of the pan, floated some corn tortillas on top, covered them with the chicken and a little cheese, then stacked on more tortillas. I followed that up by drowning everything in more awesome sauce and piling mounds of shredded cheese to seal the deal.

In the oven at 350 degrees it went for about a half hour or more accurately until I couldn't wait any longer to eat. I dished myself up some cheesy enchilada goodness, answered my mom's phone call, politely told her I'd call her back after I ate, then devoured my meal like the piggy that I am.

Full and proud of myself, I called my mom, like everyone should do. I even got to chat with dad. Solid.

" I am the lover of uncontained and immortal beauty. In the wilderness, I find something more dear and connate than in streets or villages. In the tranquil landscape, and especially in the distant line of the horizon, man beholds somewhat as beautiful as his own nature. "